Liu Qinghuan's spiritual stone was not given away in the end. The female nuns were very determined and refused to accept unnecessary favors.

He doesn't force himself. He is very happy to see them get rid of depression and fear and work hard to improve themselves.

She glanced at Yue Weiyang with appreciation. This female cultivator is really not simple. Regardless of whether the sect can be established or not, she inspired their fighting spirit and hope with a common and clear goal. This is what is most urgent and needed now.

, and also give them a sense of security that no amount of spiritual stones can give them.

Liang Jing'an bumped him with her shoulder and laughed softly: "It seems we can go on the road safely."

Liu Qinghuan said speechlessly: "You can go on your way with peace of mind. I will remember to burn paper for you every Qingming Festival."

They stayed in the valley for a few more days, during which the three Jindan monks discussed and worked out the framework and rules of the sect.

Relatively speaking, Liu Qinghuan is the person among the three who has the most contact with the sect, but his contact level is too high, and most of his contacts are with large sects at the top. On the contrary, without Liang Jing'an, who was born as a casual cultivator, and defected from the sect, he is almost the same.

Yue Weiyang, a casual cultivator, is so familiar with small sects.

The latter two are good at all kinds of struggles and survival in the cracks, while Liu Qinghuan has a grasp of the overall situation and makes the framework more reasonable and perfect from a higher level.

After doing this, Liu and Liang began to set up a concealment circle for this small valley.

Liu Qinghuan was once again lucky that he had a friend from a family of formations, so that he always carried several sets of various formations with different functions, large and small.

After everything was sorted, the two finally decided to continue their own trip the next day.

It was night, and Liang Jing'an, who had been hanging on for dear life, was kicked out, and Liu Qinghuan finally got a moment of peace.

The place where he lives is a newly dug small cave in a relatively remote corner of the valley. Because the valley is full of female nuns, he naturally has to avoid it as a man and rarely goes out to avoid unnecessary trouble.

.

I was about to enter the Songxi Cave Sky Map, but I didn’t want someone to visit me again outside the cave.

He rubbed his brows and waved his hand to open the magic circle in the cave: "Fellow Daoist Liang, we are going to set off tomorrow. Now is really not the time to drink...Fellow Daoist Qi!"

The visitor was not Liang Jing'an as he thought, but Qi Wan, whom he had not interacted with much these days.

Qi Wan wore a soft lilac-colored skirt, which made her look even more exquisite and graceful.

She squatted slightly and bowed: "Senior Liu."

Liu Qinghuan paused slightly and smiled bitterly.

Back then, everyone participated in the entrance trial together. He entered the Wenshi sect, and Qi Wan entered the Yinxian sect. They started from the same starting point, but now there is such a huge gap in their cultivation levels.

The last time they met, he remembered that this woman was still at the same level of cultivation as him, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he was already a Dzogchen monk in the late Golden Core stage, while the other party was still delayed in the late Foundation building stage.

It's probably because I'm stuck on the difficulty of forming a pill.

He unknowingly released a trace of spiritual power, explored her body imperceptibly, and then quickly withdrew it.

Turning sideways, Liu Qinghuan said: "Come in... You came to see me for something?"

Qi Wan glanced in with some hesitation, lowered her eyebrows and quietly walked into the cave, saying softly: "It's nothing else, it's just that I heard from Sister-in-law that Senior Liu will be leaving tomorrow, so I came here to say goodbye tonight.

"

Liu Qinghuan motioned her to sit down in front of the small table aside, stretched out his hand to fetch the tea cup, and slowly began to make tea.

There was only the sound of tea flowing gently between the two of them, and no one spoke for a while.

The only few times they had met before, once was when Liu Qinghuan was running for his life, and twice when Qi Wan was in extreme embarrassment and was in danger, neither of which was a good thing.

Liu Qinghuan regretted letting the person in, which put them in an awkward situation. But without knowing whether the other person was okay, it seemed too rude to stand at the door and talk.

After coughing slightly, he asked: "Fellow Daoist Qi, you and I have known each other for many years, so you don't need to call me senior. You should call me Fellow Daoist."

Qi Wan glanced at him quickly, lowered her head and said, "Okay."

"Ahem, you...you..." Liu Qinghuan racked his brains to think of a topic, but found that he couldn't find it. Asking the other person about his past experience? That will undoubtedly make the other person think about the process of being captured and humiliated. Asking the other person why his cultivation has stagnated

?That would be even more rude.

He could only ask: "Are you still used to living here?"

Qi Wan said: "Very good."

She seemed to feel that her tone was too cold, she smiled apologetically, rubbed her pale and slender fingers, and whispered with a dark expression: "It's much better now than before. At least we are all free and have hope.

."

Liu Qinghuan was silent and poured tea for her. The fresh tea fragrance dispersed with the faint water vapor, creating a mist between the two of them.

After a long silence, he asked: "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Qi Wan looked at him, with various complicated emotions flashing through her eyes: "No, you have helped me enough."

She laughed at herself, and her stiff back suddenly slumped: "Speaking of which, I don't have much dignity left in front of Fellow Daoist Liu. Every time, you see me when I am most embarrassed, haha."

Looking at Qi Wan, whose aura changed drastically in an instant, the other person's expression was as bitter as if he had just drank Coptis chinensis water, and he also had the feeling of giving up after being overwhelmed.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fellow Daoist Qi..."

She took a deep breath and stood up suddenly: "Sorry, I'm not that..."

Confused words came out of his mouth quickly. Qi Wan nodded to him indiscriminately, walked quickly to the door, and disappeared as if fleeing.

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, thinking about whether he had said something wrong before, and finally he could only sigh.

Pain, embarrassment, inability to control ourselves, life is like a quagmire, the more we struggle, the faster we die, but we can only struggle all the way, begging for that life-saving straw that we don’t know where to find.

After slowly drinking the tea in the cup, he sat quietly for a while, putting aside all his emotions, Liu Qinghuan closed the cave and entered the Songxi Cave Sky Map.

Everything in the picture is as usual. Liu Qinghuan released Xiao Hei and Chu Yi from the spirit beast bag, looked at the five-tailed fire fox curled up in a ball, and walked into the room where the spiritual materials were stored.

There are rows of shelves in the house covered with forbidden light, on which are placed various spiritual materials that he has collected over the years. They are well collected and neatly arranged in wooden boxes with sealing talismans, jade bottles, storage bags, etc.

Leave it.

Liu Qinghuan came to the shelf where the elixir seeds were placed, inserted small notes on the newly obtained ones, and put them into categories. The seedlings were affixed with sealing charms and put aside first, and then planted in the medicine field when they were free.

After doing this, he walked out of the small courtyard, followed the mountain path to the mountainside, and followed a forest path through the woods.

Opening the closed magic circle, several rooms hidden behind the forest were revealed.

This is the place where Xun Weng lived back then. After Xun Weng's remnant soul dissipated, this place has been empty. Liu Qinghuan first experienced the breaking of the Qushang Swamp and the ascension of Dayan Taizun, and then entered the Yin Yue Blood Realm.

Every day I walked around among the monks from other worlds with my heartstrings tense, completely forgetting the existence of this house.

After a moment of free time, he finally remembered and came in to check.

After bypassing several empty houses, Liu Qinghuan walked to the back near the mountain wall, where there was a stone door as tall as a person.

All the restrictions above had been opened. They were not opened again when Xun Weng left. Even the stone door was ajar.

Pushing open the stone door, there was a stone staircase going down behind the door. Liu Qinghuan picked up a torch inserted into the wall, lit it and climbed down the steps.

The stone steps are extremely long, leading all the way to the extremely deep underground, and the colder they get as they go down. The orange-red flames of the torch swayed unsteadily, and the flames were suppressed by the cold air and were almost extinguished.

Liu Qinghuan made a gentle seal, and a layer of faint green light emerged, isolating the coldness from the outside.

After descending for a while, we finally reached the end of the road, and another stone door stood in front of us.

Liu Qinghuan inserted the torch next to the door and pushed it open.

The stone door slid aside easily, and he used his consciousness, only to find that there was only an empty room behind the door, with nothing else but the sarcophagus in the middle.

The cold air overflowed from the jade coffin. Liu Qinghuan first used his spiritual sense to explore it, then walked in and stopped next to the stone coffin.

"This is?"

The lid of the sarcophagus was pushed to the middle. The whole thing is as big as a bed. It is square and square without any cracks. It is obviously carved from a single piece. There is also a slight bulge at one end, carved like a round pillow.

Waving away the rising cold mist, Liu Qinghuan touched it with his hand. It felt cold to the bone, like ten thousand years of ice, yet as delicate and smooth as jade, with a faint yellow glow that looked extremely warm.

Slowly stroking along the long rolling lines on it, he had already guessed what kind of material the sarcophagus was made of, and he was shocked but felt it was natural.

You must know that Xun Weng's remnant soul has survived from the first sealing war to the present, which spanned tens of thousands of years. Without external support, this is simply impossible.

If he guessed correctly, this is probably the longevity stone that only exists in the fairy world.

On the Immortal Stone, you will never grow old. Your body will not decay, your soul will never disperse. You will not enter reincarnation, and you will not bear the burden of cause and effect.

If Weng Xun had not left the sarcophagus of immortality, his remnant soul might have been able to survive. But, he left.

Liu Qinghuan recalled that when he had just obtained the Songxi Cave Sky Map, Xun Weng was sitting in a mountain pavilion playing chess. Later, he saw him sitting in the pavilion many times.

Perhaps he was tired of continuing to live with his remaining soul, so he walked out of the sarcophagus of immortality, preferring to let his soul power slowly dissipate. Until he knew that the second sealing war was coming, he waited for an opportunity.

Just came back here again.

Monks seek immortality for the sake of the supreme path and freedom. If they can only be locked up in a sarcophagus, they don't want immortality.

Liu Qinghuan felt a little sad, but then slowly felt relieved. If he encountered a situation like Xun Weng's, he would rather let it go.

Death is not scary, but fear of death is scary. If you are not careful, you may even form a knot in your heart and fall into the devil's way, forgetting the original intention of cultivating Taoism.

His expression changed, and he suddenly remembered something.

Straightening up, Liu Qinghuan quickly left the house, followed the stone steps to the outside of the mountain, and returned to the small courtyard at the top of the mountain.

"Mother Sakura."

The five-tailed fire fox lying beside the spring of spiritual eyes moved, raised its head from under its tail, and stared at him with dissatisfaction.
To be continued...